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fall poem

tengo il vostro cuore
ci era uno strangeness sui vostri labbri
non sia arrabbiato con me
lasci il unsaid bello di parole
quando le ore del giorno sono numerate
le vecchie canzoni
la donna molto ha mancato, come denominate a me, chiamata a me
una penna di acciaio
al lato di un campo raso
andato prima di noi

 



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